Flashbacks

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"Draco~" Narcissa purred, knowing her son would immediately obey her now, "It's time."

Hesitantly, Draco made his way towards Lord Voldemort, with his wrist exposed and freshly cleaned. He knew what was happening, and had been dreading this moment for weeks, even months. Of course, due to the amount of stress this brought onto him, he was being more brutal with his words when it came to Potter and his stupid little ginger haired friends. He did not mean most of what he said, and the things he did mean were because of the moment when Potter has rejected his offer at being friends. When his father learned of this, Draco returned home for Christmas and was welcomed with a slap to the face and a Crucio to his body.

"Hello, Draco. Are you ready to receive the Dark Mark? The epitome of my side? Everyone will soon know your name, and when it is mentioned they will cower in fear of the Dark Lords newest recruit. Then, you can easily kill Dumbledore as planned, and I will be able to slay the Potter boy." Voldemort asked, smiling because he knew Draco had no choice but to say yes.

"I am ready, my lord. I will do as you asked and kill Dumbledore, and I accept the consequences I will receive if I am to fail this task." Draco replied clearly, though his voice was shaky and his hands felt clammy.

"Good, good. Now, this will only hurt a bit."

Excruciating pain shot through Draco's wrist like a blade, and it felt like snake venom was penetrating his skin in the shape of the dark mark. It took every ounce of Dracos pride to not scream bloody murder, because he knew that if he did there would only be more pain.

Slowly but surely, the signature dark mark started to appear on Draco's wrist. Once it was fully there, Voldemort touched it with a single finger. An immense amount of pain shot through the blondes arm, and he almost fell to the floor in agony.

"If you want to summon me, just touch the mark as I just did and I will be here quickly," Voldemort stated, smiling evilly at Draco before asking the final question, "Do you understand?"

"Yes, my lord. I understand." The blonde replied, shaking slightly due to the pain.
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A/N: I am on a roll! I finished another chapterr, and I'm working on my other stories! I think this story will have a posting schedule. I am going to try and publish one chapter every Friday, if I don't then I will try to get it out as quick as possible. Anyways, hope you guys like this chapter! I have so many ideas for more already. Also, I'm in a good mood rn (bf stuff) so expect a TON of updates today :)
~Blaise

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